Christina Viera

Rookie (October 7,1995 / Orlando, Florida)

Music - Poem by Christina Viera

Music.
Music comes in many forms and shapes.
It embraces the soul and is a great escape.
Without music I would be filled with sorrow.
Maybe even my heart would be hallow.
It is amazing what it could do.
With a note or two.
With it I could touch the cosmos.

Maybe, just maybe.
I was meant to become a musician.
I could go on many expeditions.
I would follow my dream,
Supported by a beam,
Of hope and love.
Maybe I am unworthy of,
All the things that I could become.
But regardless,
It’s a game of chess.
I should win?

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 19, 2011


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